It’s a good thing Tom is never around me in public because I don’t need him to hear about me being a ‘dyke’ or have someone come up to him and...warn him that I might infect his future girlfriends. As I walking outside, heading over to my art class I saw a rather big girl make her way towards me. She didn’t seem happy, but it seemed like she was never really happy much. I stopped as she stood right in front of me, glaring hardcore and tapping her foot. She looked like she was on the wrestling. ” I replied, asking, “But what if the instructions are wrong?”Her smile came back and she patted me on the cheek, “Like all the rest of the shit, it all comes out in the end.” and headed for the exit.“So that’s it?” I asked, “I’ll get my T.V. hooked up?” following her out the door.“I’ll take care of it; you take care of Me.” she agreed, taking the lead on the stairs.I was let back into the cell block I’d left, finding it to be the old drab it was before the party. The first thing I checked on. She stuffed them all into her pockets, and drove to the mall.Once she arrived there, she set out to buy some half way decent clothes. She went to a nice store, and decided to start with some dress shirts, and some khaki pants. The sales clerk walked up to her. He approached Maria, and started to talk."Good morning sir." he said.Sir! He was calling her 'sir'!"Uh... good morning Peter." she said, reading his nametag. "How are you today?" I'm fine sir, thank you for asking. Is there anything I can. Lucky me.it could have been so much worse.wouldnt like an ugly nurse doing the washing at least this way i get my cock stroked and balls massaged daily.i tell her to be careful and she says she always is .but i mean i may be ready to shoot.she just smiles and says well we will see what happens.so as we all lnow not a lot happens in hospital.its the most boring place especially when you are awake most of the time.i was in a strange city.no friend here.just a few work colleagues who were on.